The Arizona sentinel., 1887-10-22
WAS IT MERE LUCK2

Inc success or a CtHIlchlduAy A4HO hhO Was Kind and Polite at All Times and All Places.
 There was a frantic cry of ''Whoa" ''whoar' and the driver of ''No. 7" put down the brake and the car came to stand-still just as a runaway horse dragging but fragment of q carriage dashed past. Men, women and chil- dren ran in various directions, some of them trying to keep out of the horses track, and others, more venturesome, making intellectual attempts to seize the dangling bridle.
 MT. Lord was unfolding the Bee, which always reached him about the time he started "down town" when the commotion outside attracted his at tention.
 Look out for your old basket"- and a slight kick completely over turned it. In their haste and excite ment, colored woman and two boys had actually collided; at the same time, finding street car an unyielding back ground.
 Herbert Atkinson, nearly tumbling into the basket of freshly laundried clothes, which the woman in her fright had dropped, indignantly applied the force necessary to scatter the immacu- late linen upon the dusty street
 With a fierce scowl and muttered oath, he immediately sprang upon the car. Other vehicles standing near, completely blocked the passage, and while trouble was imminent (for the drivers were loud in expostulation), MT. Lord gave his attention to the scene just under his window.
 '.Excuse me, madam" said the other boy, lifting his hat, which he was in the act of placing on his head, after pick ing himself up from the pavement, where he for a moment had fallen, when, during the scramble for safety, both the woman and Herbert had drought up' against him.
 "Yer didn't do it honey, yer noways ter blame," was the answer.
 As she reached for the basket, she groaned, and George Graham ex- claimed; "Are you hurtP" and while she with one hand was tightly holding the bruised and sprained wrist, he was very carefully gathering up the now soiled garments, brushing, shaking and folding.
 When the car started, every thing had been arranged, and the manly lad was walking away with the washer woman's load.
 MT. Lord returned to his paper, first looking at his own advertisement, which read something like this: 'sWanted, at this office, an honest and gentle manly boy, about sixteen years of age, who has | @ home in the city. None but an apt scholar. and one well-recommended need apply Call at twelve o'clock today"
 MT. Lords experience in advertising was such that he congratulated himself on the short notice he had given, trust ing that the right boy would be on hand. and he not pained as he would be if obliged to turn away many appli- cants from the place.
 A little before noon, his wife came in for chat, leaving their little Annie with him for an hour, as was her GUS tom when out at this time.
 "Papa's little Rest has come, has she?" as he took the child in his lap. In one of his happy hours, he often said, as he gave himself up to frolic with his little girl.
 70, Pa, Dinah has hurt her hand and tumbled down in the street. It was something about horse and car-any way, mamma has packed basket of food for her and taken her home. It was no matter bout the tumbled clothes, mamma told her"
 ''Yes, dear, but who is Dinah?" see- ing that the child was too much inter- ested to think of any thing else just then.
 70, she helps Mary wash, and some times takes the clothes home with her. Pa, there is the very boy who brought the basket for her, coming here," as she looked from the window.
 'It Is twelve o'clock, darling, must attend to little business. You may stay here with me"
 "John," through speaking tube, ''you maJ send up the boys in the or der in which they come"
 "Good morningr' and a youth po- litely removed his hat, as he responded to the pleasant greeting.
 A preposessing face and evidently a well-informed boy of sixteen, bright and active, with a letter from we'll known man, which read something like this: "James Armstrong is the son of an old friend of mine. He's a fine scholar. Please give him a place and Oblise." etc,